Yashiri's attitude was extremely respectful, not just because Guilliman was the Emperor's biological son, but also because she was saved because of Guilliman.
She was one of the many "heretics" released by the Primarch from the missionary world of Espandor.
Yashiri's crime was ridiculous. She was captured by the Crusaders of the Ecclesiarchy because she disrespected the Emperor, spread heresy, and was a heretic without faith. She should have been sentenced to be burned at the stake.
The only lucky thing was that Guilliman arrived just a few days before her execution.
After investigation, she was released and joined the Primarch's team because of her knowledge.
Yashili is from a merchant family. She has been active in the frontiers of the empire for a long time, and even enters the dark star regions where the Emperor's Astronomical Torch cannot reach, in search of wealth and lost knowledge.
Later, due to some family reasons, she entered the inner star field of the empire. Compared with the relatively open frontiers of the empire, the rigidity and ignorance of the inner star field of the empire had reached an extremely serious level.
People reject all rationality, science, and even more so new knowledge.
People like Yashili who still believe in science and truth are undoubtedly heretics in the eyes of the state religion.
Not surprisingly, she was arrested.
The collection of alien illustrations she collected and compiled was also used as evidence by state church officials to accuse her of heresy.
Yashili felt that she was extremely wronged. She just wanted the people of the empire to understand those aliens, but she was found guilty.
But the state church did not give her any chance to defend herself. The priests stubbornly believed that she was guilty and that any remarks she made were heresy and should not be listened to, thus depriving her of the right to appeal.
If Guilliman hadn't come, Yashiri would have become another victim of the madness of the Ecclesiarchy.
It is hard to imagine how many people like Yashili, who still maintained their rationality and scientific spirit, were declared heretics by the state religion over the thousands of years of the empire.
Just thinking about this, Guilliman wanted to vomit blood. The state religion was such a rip-off.
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To Yashiri, Guilliman's rooms were shockingly plain.
The interior is simple and functional, with only a few things that can be called personal belongings.
She had not originally thought that this should be a luxuriously decorated palace. She would not be like those foolish nobles who flaunted their wealth as if it were their taste, nor would they regard crystal and gold-inlaid decorations as works of art.
But when she actually walked into this place, she found that the simplicity here was beyond her imagination.
It was as if worldly desires had completely faded from Guilliman's body.
The other party no longer cares about those worldly things.
The most numerous things in the reception room were old books full of history, all of which showed signs of having been read. It was obvious that these were the things that the Primarch used to read when relaxing.
Data crystals used to process government affairs were placed randomly on desks of exaggerated size.
The mechanical equipment of the holographic projection was exposed at one end of the table, which, according to the nobles, had absolutely no aesthetic appeal.
The light bed placed beside it seemed extremely large, but for a Primarch whose size far exceeded that of an ordinary person, it might only be enough to accommodate him.
Yashili had some uncontrollable fantasies, imagining what kind of great dreams a brilliant primarch would have while he was sleeping.
The concept of bed rest for the original body seems particularly humane.
To be honest, Yashiri never thought about whether a person like Guilliman really needed a rest
She thought that in addition to never aging, the Primarch was also incapable of fatigue.
Yashiri glanced at the reception room out of the corner of her eye, wondering what the Primarch did when he was not fighting, until Guilliman's voice sounded again, and she woke up from her thoughts.
"They are all rebelling against me, trying to use all kinds of despicable means to test my decision between saving humanity and protecting their interests. Those fools think that without them, the empire will be paralyzed and will not be able to operate normally. And I will tell them that this is impossible. The empire can operate as usual without waste."
Guilliman looked at Yashiri and said in a deep voice: "But these things are difficult for me to accomplish alone. I can govern a planet, a galaxy, or even a star region very well, but the empire is so huge, with countless humans and a large number of colonized planets. I cannot stay in one place for a long time. I can only rely on you who have the same dream as me."
"We are all determined to save humanity, Yashili. I see in you the rationality that has not been crushed by this desperate era. I will give you a special assignment. After I clean up those stupid nobles, you will maintain the normal operation of the Natal galaxy until it recovers its ability to generate blood on its own."
"Sir, what an honor." Yashili felt a little uneasy. It took a lot of trust to entrust such a mission.
"You are just qualified for this task, Yashili. You are rational, eager for knowledge, and have the vision of a businessman. You clearly know the value of a planet and what role it can play in my plan. You know better than those useless nobles what terrible test our race is facing. In this crazy era, such knowledge is enough to make you surpass 99% of people. Please do not reject the mission I have given you."
"If this is your request, then it would be my honor to be appointed, my lord." Yashiri no longer refused and performed a simple courtesy to express his gratitude to the Primarch for his grace and trust.
In her blood flows the spirit of adventure and freedom that every wandering trader active on the frontier of the empire has.
Only those good-for-nothings would use their power to gain money within the comfortable empire and use those complicated etiquettes to show off their own nobility.
Yashili could not learn the complicated etiquette of the nobles, but this did not affect her respect for the regent of the empire at all.
"Sir, I have a confusion." After completing the ceremony, Yashili looked up, looking confused.
"Ask, there is still some time, I will try my best to answer you."
"Why are you in such a hurry to make the appointment? Perhaps you can find some suitable candidates in the Natal galaxy? You seem to have determined that the nobles of the Natal galaxy are no longer suitable for ruling?"
Yashiri asked.
"When Terra was still called Earth, a Mr. Lu said: When you see a cockroach, be prepared to have a whole house full of cockroaches."
"A deceased celebrity??"
"You could say that."
"The Graus family has challenged my authority, which means that the other families are either suppressed by them or have succumbed to their rule. Without absolute loyalty to the Emperor, there is disloyalty. They have betrayed their duties, so what if they are innocent?"
"They swore allegiance to the Emperor and gave their all for the survival of humanity. That is why they are able to rule Natal. And now they turn a blind eye to a family that blatantly disobeys my orders and allow them to revolt. This is the behavior of oath-breakers."
"Bystanders who break their oaths are just as unforgivable as the rioters. They have obtained the power granted by the Emperor, but have not fulfilled the duties entrusted by the Emperor. This is a fault."
"I don't have many people at my disposal. In this crazy era, religion has permeated everyone's soul. There are too few people like you who are willing to maintain science and rationality. I have to carefully choose your location to ensure the success of my plan. The Natal galaxy is very important. I will eliminate the old nobles there and ensure that the lives of the civilians will be better and full of hope. That way, I can be more convincing and prove that my path of reform is right."
Guilliman's words sounded a little heavy. The fate of all mankind rested on his shoulders. If he was not careful, there would be no recovery.
Yashili no longer had any doubts in her heart. She said firmly, "I will definitely live up to your expectations, sir."
"Very good, we are almost there, let's get ready. I hate the State Religion, but I have to admit that it is indeed a very convenient tool. It allows me to get rid of some regulations and directly declare those who are unwilling to obey me as heretics, and get rid of them cleanly and efficiently." Guilliman smiled.
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Along with the fluctuations of the warp, the huge Glory of Macragge rushed out of the ether ocean and entered the real starry sky in a flash.
The relevant information was captured by satellites observing the subspace at the first opportunity and sent to each family, announcing the arrival of the Primarch to them.